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Toby's Girls
02:47
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His girls are the ones that are dressed in Primani.
The reddest of lipstick,
the drapes don't match the carpet.
They're in love with him so they do what they do,
some pennies a day ensure that he stays true.
Glamour girls, women in heat,
He tells them what to do, they bow at his feet.
It's not very fair, why can't they see, only do what they do because they love Toby.
The gentlemen I've met who've enjoyed their ways,
tell me they are the most flavoursome things.
They spend their nights dancing, it is all in vain,
nothing will alter the fact they're all the fucking same!
Glamour girls, women in heat,
He tells them what to do, they bow at his feet.
It's not very fair, why can't they see, only do what they do because they love Toby.
Because they love Toby.
Toby's girls!
Toby's girls!
Toby's girls!
Glamour girls, women in heat,
He tells them what to do, they bow at his feet.
It's not very fair, why can't they see, only do what they do because they love Toby.
Glamour girls, women in heat,
He tells them what to do, they bow at his feet.
It's not very fair, why can't they see, only do what they do because they love Toby.
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2. |
To Bid You Farewell
02:47
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It's crazy how he drew her in,
his smile has charm but his lies are thin.
He changed her from a creature mild,
to just another damaged child.
He's sleeping his way,
through his contacts.
She sleeps the whole day,
to avoid the facts.
This is the last sad song,
she's ever gonna write,
she's fed up with the facade,
and putting up a fight.
So this gasp she breaths,
will be her final one,
he's the poison in her veins,
yeah he's the bullet in her gun!
There's nothing that she can do now,
he criticises her every frown.
Every spot of joy so fake,
come on boy, please give her a break.
He's even fucking her best friend.
She's in the worst place,
she can't see the end.
This is the last sad song,
she's ever gonna write,
she's fed up with the facade,
and putting up a fight.
So this gasp she breaths,
will be her final one,
he's the poison in her veins,
yeah he's the bullet in her gun!
Cease the taunting, let her be.
You don't know the pain she's seen.
In the day she lives her lie,
at midnight she cries, midnight she cries.
Cease the taunting, let her be.
You don't know the pain she's seen.
In the day she lives her lie,
at midnight she cries!
This is the last sad song,
she's ever gonna write,
she's fed up with the facade,
and putting up a fight.
So this gasp she breaths,
will be her final one,
he's the poison in her veins,
yeah he's the bullet in her gun!
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Old Logic Canterbury, UK
5 Piece Punk/Alternative Rock band based in Canterbury, Kent. Making music to induce laughter, tears and the urge to drink coffee.
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